As the Sentinels loom in the twilight of empathy, the surroundings seem to reverberate with an ethereal coldness. Their presence casts shadows where once the light of understanding and compassion shone brightly. A mystical sorrow fills the space, echoing the lost whispers of heartfelt connections and the warm embrace of empathy. Their robes flutter silently, absorbing the last remnants of care, leaving behind a stark emptiness, a realm cold and devoid of the tender ties that once intertwined souls in the fabric of shared feelings and understanding.